Pyro: Ugh fine. Nice meeting you, your majesty. If you need help with your dragon Lyra can babysit -hops on Lyra-
Pyro: -lays on Lyra's back- Strange behavior from a king. Even stranger behavior for a part angel Lyra: He probably had a lot on his mind -closes her eyes, resting in the sun-
-I put the dragon down and lay down next to her, wrapping my arms around her, whispering sweet nothing's and using magic to make her stomach feel better-
-curls close to him, listening, holding her stomach as it makes weird sounds- Bad chicken I bet.. -nods quietly-
-looks up at him, then her stomach, then up at him, then to the dragon, then back to him- W- wa- how do you know?